Love You Kill You Male Edition

Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

Roderic Penn

I stood at my mother’s open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest’s voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone—he brought Charla with him. He claimed she’d had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

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When Mango Shen got the pregnancy test result, she shed tears of joy.

She was pregnant!

She was pregnant with Nathaniel Ye's child!

After three years of marriage, she finally had his child, which was too difficult for her.

She was on her way out with the test result in her hand, and a smile on her face. She couldn't wait to deliver the good news to Nathaniel. Yet, when she turned around a corner, a familiar figure flashed by.

"Macy Cho?"

Nathaniel's first love! She came back! How come?

Mango quickly followed her, only to find that Nathaniel, who was supposed to be in the company, was accompanying Macy and carefully holding her. And her stomach was obviously impregnated with a baby more than five months old.

"Nathan, I'm fine. Don't be nervous. The child is going to be OK."

"Be more cautious. After all, the child in your belly is the first child of our Ye Family. We can't take the risk."

Macy's smile looked happy, and Nathan treated her gently. This scene deeply hurt Shen Mange.

"What are you doing?"

Mango suddenly held the pregnancy test sheet in her hand, and her nails pierced her palm through the paper, but it was less than one-thousandth of the pain in her heart.

Mango was not always in her best health condition. In order to give birth to a child for Nathaniel, she tried all the folk prescriptions and tried every hospital in the past three years. She almost died several times. Yet, when she finally confirmed her pregnancy, the least she would expect, was that Macy pregnant with Nathaniel's baby too.

"Why are you here?"

Nathaniel's brows suddenly furrowed. His eyes, which were as gentle as water, had also become sharp and cold, as if the temperature around him also dropped to subzero.

Mango could not help but went forward to question him, when seeing the change of his attitude.

"Why am I here? Nathaniel Ye, I am your wife. Now you are accompanying the mistress to the pregnancy test. How dare you ask me why I am here?"

Her question attracted the attention of the people around.

Macy suddenly cried with grievances.

"Nathan, I'm sorry. I got you into trouble. If I hadn't come back and told you about the existence of our child, or if I had forced myself to give up the baby, maybe I wouldn't have you misunderstood by Mango. Sorry, it's all my fault."

After that, Macy turned and ran.

"Tom, follow Miss Cho and watch out for her. Make sure everything is alright with her and the baby. Or you are in trouble."

Sense the anxiety in Nathaniel's voice, Thomas Song, Nathaniel's assistant, sprint to follow her.

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